Charybdis

chain is

link after link after

link

it’s a kind of meditation

sinking back into your body

my body  sound

hell hound

it’s all around

where do you come from

run

so often these mixed meditations

so out of yourself

you don’t know why

you’re running

you can’t tell your therapist

what it is that triggers

detachment

outsideness

isolation from your mind

thought

goes to nothing goes to

thought

chased away by hounds

like they show in the movies

hell hound tear you to bits

shadowy behind you

in front of you

everywhere

double back solve a series of

puzzles

math class  machinarium

but never just for fun

always with impending shadow of

failure

don’t slow down

don’t take a gap year

momentum

burn bright

like the candle with the cloth cover on fire

burn yourself into nothing

stone your wicked fears

following you room to room

Christian’s burden from Pilgrim’s Progress

white man’s burden from 

history class

sometimes it sheds the most weight to

forget precepts exist

cling to each other in friendship

love

you with dark curly hair

stern frightened eyes

strong person  not really  driven by fear

your sister driven by loathing

of self?

others?

who cares  running

is a horrible way to live

you cling to iron bars of tradition

like Odysseus to a tree branch

Charybdis of uncertainty

gnashing her

watery fangs

but what if you

let go

leave everything you know

sailing downwards toward the

ship’s splinters

maybe you would find among the

wreckage

Charybdis

your lost lover

separated by water but she

prepares you a room

the dogs have drowned and you

no longer feel the fear that

accompanied them

what’s that emptiness?

it’s gone

the metal bar turns into

a clinging laurel

water parts like for Moses

you see inscribed on the

watery walls

symbols trying to tell you something

water squeals and squeaks as though 

in pain

back to the doll house you

go

wake up in the same bed you did

yesterday

tear at the walls but they reform like water

face to face with your

hounds

burden forsaken

trying to read something in

alien eyes – no soft cow or

prejudiced republican or

startled chicken or

adoring lover

just white

and you look around and

Charybdis comes to

reclaim you

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